kicking ass– in a very peaceful kind of way

Tying up men. You know, the usual.

We went to the summer festival hosted by my city and stopped to watch a magic show. When the magician asked for a parent volunteer my daughter waved her hands, pointed at me and pulled me up. With that I became the magician’s assistant.

My job? To tie up the man in a straight jacket. DEJA VU. I mean. What?

I won’t bore you with the details, and since this is a fitness-oriented blog I’ll focus on the fitness perspective: Today I learned I really love my arms! This is the first time I get to see what my arms and back look like in an everyday situation, and I was pretty surprised when I saw the pictures.

I'm the one in black (I'm pretty sure because last time I checked I wasn't a dude in a straight jacket)